Dream My Husband Divorcing Me Novels & Stories

I asked, trying to reflect and look up at him but I couldn't because he pressed me to his chest. "Yes, your one and only," "T-Are you for real?" I will ask. "I am just a dream," he chuckled. The budding hope in my chest died. Of course, this is just a dream. He is divorcing me so why will he hug me, right? It was just a dream or maybe it was the result of intense delirium. I hugged him back, taking advantage of him still being hugged. Because, for sure when I wake up again from this dream, I will be slapped with the bitter truth that the two of us will be separated.

I was just about to take a turn and enter the living room when I heard my husband say something I'd never thought I'd hear from him. “I want a divorce.”

The dream was foolish, childish, and entirely mine. Then came the divorce. When I found out his wife had found comfort in the arms of our high school gym teacher, a spark of hope ignited inside me. A ridiculous, tiny chance that maybe my dream wasn't as crazy as I thought. Maybe now, with her gone, I could have a shot.

It hadn’t even been five minutes since I told them about the divorce, and everything was already spiraling. “Mom…” I turned to her with teary eyes, my voice trembling. “Dad just hit me.” “Shut your filthy mouth and answer your father. Did you divorce your husband? Yes or no?” I stared at them, stunned. Why were they acting like this? They had never looked at me with such disgust. It was like they wanted to rip me apart. I shook my head, trying to calm myself. They probably just didn’t understand the full story. So I started to explain, from the beginning, about my so-called friend and how James betrayed me.

he growled with rage. Melinda stumbled as he placed her on her kitchen stool. She quickly held the kitchen sink for support. With tears streaming down her eyes, she asked Ryan, “What have I done to deserve this? I have cared for you, loved you…” “Shut your damn mouth! Or I'll do it for you! I think this promotion has gotten into your head.” “I need a divorce!” Melinda snapped. “I can't do this anymore Ryan,” she continued.

He is love and care are forever imprinted in my heart, I just can’t shake off the feeling that he is not acting as he should. “Could he be hiding something from me?” I thought within me, shivering in fear as I thought of a life without this particular guy that makes me shiver in desire and makes me cum like a bitch. The moment I thought of a life without him, I had a minor flashback and I heard his hoarse beautiful voice telling me he is tired of our marriage and asking me for a fucking divorce. My heart shattered into a million pieces when I had that flashback. I had to hold back from running with him like a deranged fool. I didn’t want to, but I had to ask him about it because the thought

“Don't give up on us just yet, Alvara“ My voice cracked. “Give mea chance. Just one last chance to find who did this and then—“ “Then what, Kai?“ She cuts in. “We pretend to be a happily married couple? Do you really think we can put this past us?“ I nod. “If we try“ “Try?“ She chuckled. “That's basically all we've been doing since we got married, Kai. I know it's not going to be easy for you to come to terms with the divorce but if you ever truly loved me, you'll understand that I need this. To be away from all these drama.This seems to be the only way“ Alvara was set on getting a divorce and I knew nothing I was planning to do was going to change her mind so I gave up.

She said, "Before I got married to my husband, there were several ladies who wanted him as a husband. He was loved by many, but I was the lucky one he chose. Many were jealous of me and did lot of things for us to separate but let me say, we are inseparable. Our love grew stronger as the day goes by. After we got married, I was unable to conceive. I became restless. My husband and I went to several hospitals seeking for medical solutions but all to no avail. I saw my world crumbling before my very eyes. I cried everyday. My husband stood by my side. He told me how much he loves me. He said that he will never leave me and he kept his promise. One day, I overheard him discussing with his moth

"Not really." She nodded. "Me neither." For several moments, neither spoke. The silence felt comfortable. Familiar. Then Sebastian looked out the window. "Do you ever wonder what would've happened if we never divorced?" The question surprised her. Not because she'd never considered it. Because she'd considered it many times. She folded her arms. "Sometimes." "What do you think?" Lena smiled sadly. "I think we'd still be pretending." That answer earned a thoughtful nod. Because it was probably true.

Henry stopped harassing me after that, and he signed the divorce papers without a fuss. After successfully divorcing him, I left the country with Myles. My life had been limited within this city for years, and I wanted to breathe the fresh air in another place. With Myles by my side, I was happily fed with good food even though I was in another country. He always knew what I loved to eat.